yeah I know you did not ask!
If I was being truthful, I would say I really do not understand myself. I have a hard time understanding people in general, but women truly remain a mystery to me.
I had a thought this morning, “I really do not understand women”. I then had a minor epiphany and realized that for the most part I had given trying to understand the fairer sex several years ago. My goal had changed from understanding to just going with the flow. My success rate with that ebbs and flows, sometimes dramatically. However, on the whole, it is a better way of operating. I then went with my ruminations and though how much easier my life would have been if I had discovered this personal axiom of gender relationships some 50 years ago. I suppose that goes under “better late than never”.
Keep well.





My Uncle Dutch is not a tall man, and he has what we affectionately call a Buddha belly. I know that he was skinny once upon a time. I have seen pictures of him when he was young and in the Navy, but that is not the Harry Dodd I know. He is elderly now, with white hair, and it is hard for me to not think of him in a suit and tie. The first thing that you will probably notice about my Uncle is his smile. While he doesn’t smile all the time, it is certainly there more than it isn’t. And it is the type of smile that just lights up his whole face.